It was a lovely day and the tide was out so they walked hand in hand along the beach."Did you know that this beach was the inspiration for Lewis Carro...ll's 'The Walrus and the Carpenter'?" asked Harry."No!" She was silent for a moment. "Pity. 'Seven motorised scrapers' doesn't really scan."Harry laughed. "And I still don't think they'd get it clear."They walked for a good hour and a half talking non-stop and Annette's ankle was fine which pleased them both a lot."It's going to be the twisting. I knew the anniversary was coming, but Idon't really like thinking about it. I mean thinking about me and whatI'm learning and how I've changed, I don't mind that so much. But... her.I don't... I don't like thinking about her. Or... you know... that night." God, Amy, I'm so sorry. I really didn't mean to upset you." I'm not upset. I'm just kind of weirded out." On our planet, we call that 'being upset.'" Okay," I said and rolled my eyes, smiling despite myself. The sickfeeling was. Sonia aunty was continuing her affair with him in my presence. I could sometimes imagine what would be happening inside her bedroom.My feelings towards her had changed now. Her boobs were quite big, and her ass was good too. But I never dared to cross my limit. But one day, my luck changed completely.Ashok uncle was on 2 days tour. At night, Sonia aunty and I were having drinks when suddenly aunty asked me if I was a virgin. I confessed to her that I once had sex with a prostitute. She was. Real rough sorts. But you’re a decent sort of gel. You got a mobile, love? Call us when you want to come back. Here’s my card.” Wendy took the card with the telephone number on it, feeling suddenly incredibly alone in the road facing Woz’s flat. She could see the hostile stares following her, not knowing whether they were alarmed by her pregnancy or just by the oddity of a woman wearing clothes so well-designed and so well-chosen for her current physical state. She had no choice after the taxi.